There! bring it back soon, my boy.

I have not the patience I used to have." "An hour, sir; give me an hour, and then----" The shutting of the door behind his flying figure cut short his sentence.
That was a long hour to Mr.Gryce, or would have been if it had not mercifully been cut short by the return of Sweetwater in an even more excited state of mind than he had been before.

He held the parasol in his hand.
"My test failed," said he, "but the parasol has brought me luck, notwithstanding.

I have found the lady, sir, and----" He had to draw a long breath before proceeding.
"And she is what I said," began the detective; "a respectable person in a respectable house." "Yes, sir; very respectable, more respectable than I expected to see.
Quite a lady, sir.

Not young, but----" "Her name, boy.